"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"


Good Bye, Elian ....... May you find freedom in the Lord
From NewsMax: A Nation of Laws or Submachine Guns?

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